Three Kingdoms in a box

Chapter 53 Fifty acres of low-grade farmland
"What? The Immortal Lord won't accept us? My dear nephew, don't make fun of uncle. Is my uncle really willing to become a follower of the Immortal Lord?"

Qian Shao looked at Zhang Jiao and said.

Zhang Jiao heard this and said: "Uncle is joking. This is the intention of the Immortal Lord. Jiao is just the person who conveys it. This is the decree issued by the Immortal Lord himself and he is not willing to accept it from my uncle!"

"Zhang Jiao!"

Seeing what Zhang Jiao said, Qian Shao didn't say anything, but Qian Min was furious and shouted: "Zhang Jiao, we, father and son, treat you sincerely, but you are playing tricks on us like this. Do you think we, father and son, are easy to bully?"

Qian Min turned his back and Zhang Jiao said calmly: "That's it for what I've said. Uncle, you can do whatever you want!"

Qian Min heard this and shouted: "Okay, in that case, don't blame me for being rude, Qian Wu, call someone!"

Qian Min roared angrily, and Qian Wu and ten servants with sticks in their hands gathered around him, acting as if he wouldn't leave until he gave an explanation today.

Zhang Jue felt a little timid when he saw this. If it weren't for Li Yu's support, he wouldn't be willing to wade into this muddy water!
Li Yu also stretched out his hand at this time. If these villains are not willing to be kind, then he does not recommend physical intervention, because each one will have a brain breakdown.

Zhang Jue calmed down at this moment, looked at Qian Shao with a gloomy face and said, "Uncle, is this how you treat guests?"

Qian Shao's face turned gloomy at this time, and finally he waved his hand and said: "Go down."

"Father!"

"Go down!"

Qian Min was still reluctant, but Qian Shao pushed back forcefully. His purpose this time was not to beat up Zhang Jiao, but to pray for rain. Four hundred acres of fertile land, how much food can be produced this year, especially This year, there is a severe drought. If their family has a good harvest of food, what does that mean? It means that after the autumn harvest, they can do a lot of things with this food.

For example, borrowing grain from homesteaders who have failed to harvest anything, and then turning their land into their own land when they can't pay it next year. Is there any way in the world to make money faster than this?
Qian Shao pondered for a moment, then looked at Zhang Jiao and said: "Xiannie, let's not talk in circles here. I know that you made up the so-called Immortal Lord thing. Does he agree with me to be his?" You are a believer and a follower, it all depends on your words, so let’s talk openly and honestly, how can we make it rain heavily for uncle?”

Zhang Jiao didn't answer when he heard what he wanted, but Qian Shao said directly: "How about I give you two thousand yuan?"

Zhang Jiao said with a smile: "Uncle, are you kidding me? If you have four hundred acres of fertile land, if you get this rain, you will be able to harvest thousands of stones of corn after autumn. Without this rain, I'm afraid it will all fall apart." Is there no harvest left?”

"With such thoughts of heaven and hell, uncle, do you think two thousand dollars is enough?"

Qian Shao heard this and said, "Then how much do you want? Ten thousand dollars?"

Zhang Jiao shook his head, and Qian Min immediately yelled angrily: "Zhang Jiao, what do you mean? If you don't agree with me even if you pay ten thousand yuan, don't give me a toast and be fined with wine!"

Qian Min was furious, but Zhang Jiao smiled: "Haha, since Brother Qian doesn't want to talk, let's stop talking and say goodbye!" Zhang Jiao had grasped their shortcomings and had Li Yu's support, so he felt naturally Not bad, very calm.

But as soon as he was about to leave, Qian Shao couldn't sit still and said, "My dear nephew, wait a moment. You can tell me a number. I will listen to you and then talk."

Zhang Jiao stood up after hearing the words and said: "Jiao, I don't want gold or silver, I just want land. Give me one hundred acres of high-quality fertile land, and a certain family will ask the immortal to give you a sweet rain!"

As soon as he said this, everyone was silent. After a long time, Qian Min stood up and shouted: "Zhang Jiao, you are crazy about money. Do you know what you are talking about? One hundred acres of fertile land, do you know that it is worth more than One hundred thousand dollars, you are just talking nonsense..."

Qian Shao's bearing capacity was obviously better than Qian Min's. He looked at Zhang Jiao and said, "My dear nephew, how can you let your uncle agree to this? My Qian family has been frugal for generations. One acre of land is enough for me." It takes only one acre of land to have the four hundred acres of fertile land we have today. You want to take away one hundred acres of land right now, which is absolutely impossible..."

Of course Zhang Jiao knew that this was the lion's opening, but Zhang Jiao understood the truth: ask for a high price, pay back the money on the spot, and set a high goal, so that you can finally get a relatively acceptable price.

Sure enough, Qian Shao started to pay back the money, but Zhang Jiao didn't really want to ask for so much. Finally, after a tug-of-war that lasted for nearly half an hour, both parties finally agreed, fifty acres of low-grade farmland!
Fields are divided into upper-grade fields and lower-grade fields. The difference between upper-grade fields and lower-grade fields is also very large. The gap can even be three or four times, including price and output.

Needless to say the price, a high-grade field can be sold for three to four thousand yuan per acre, while a low-grade field only costs one to two thousand yuan.

The yield of high-grade fields can reach four to five hundred kilograms per mu, while the yield of low-grade fields may only be two to three hundred kilograms. You read that right, the grain output in this era is so low!

But even so, Qian Shao felt pain for fifty acres of low-grade land, but Zhang Jiao refused to give in. In the end, he had no choice. Qian Shao gritted his teeth and stamped his feet. Forget it, these fifty acres of land were originally low-grade land. Waiting for farmland, finally praying for rain for his nearly [-] acres of high-quality farmland, he gave it away!

Zhang Jiao was originally unwilling. The yield of the lower-grade fields was too low, but Qian Shao really couldn't give in. In the end, it was Li Yu who made the decision. As long as some chemical fertilizers were applied to the upper-grade fields and the lower-grade fields, the second grade would be fine. The gap between them can be narrowed rapidly.

Thinking of this, Li Yu asked Zhang Jiao to agree. Seeing that the Immortal Lord had said this, Zhang Jiao reluctantly agreed.

After the sale was finalized, the next step was to agree on a time to rain on their fields, and at the same time, the Qian family also had to prepare the title deed for the fifty acres of land.

Everything was settled and both parties were no longer drunk. Zhang Jiao stood up and resigned. Qian Shao asked Qian Min to give him a gift. After some pretentious politeness, Zhang Jiao left Qian's house.

When Qian Min came back, his face became ugly and he said to Qian Shao: "Father, how can you agree to Zhang Jiao to give him fifty acres of land? Although it is low-grade land that we don't like, it is still a huge sum of money." That’s a lot of money!”

Hearing this, Qian Shao took a sip of the turbid wine in the cup and said, "We need a sweet rain, otherwise the four hundred acres of fertile land will be completely destroyed, and we have no right to bargain!"

"But father, let Zhang Jiao take away so much land like this!"

Qian Shao heard the words and said: "It doesn't matter. I went to see the seedlings in the fields. They are almost dead. There is little chance of saving them, and the land is very barren. It doesn't matter if we give them a corner, as long as they can really help us." The rain will bring a good harvest to our [-] acres of fertile fields. The grain we harvest will be enough to buy more fields in this disaster year, and they will all be fertile fields! This transaction is not a loss!"

(End of this chapter)